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OT - Sex and the City 2: Women & Terrible Taste in Entertainment

My girlfriend has had yesterday's date circled on her mental calendar for over a year. Ever since the release date for Sex and the City 2 (SATC2) was announced she has brought up my obligation to see this movie with her. Random, out-of-the-blue reminders like "MAY 27th!" during the middle of a dinner last fall, or "You know what you're doing on May 27th!" as I shaved for work on a relatively cold January morning.

I have no way out of this. Too much build up to bail.

To give you and idea of how bad this will be (even worse than the show and the first movie)

From the James Berardinelli review from Reelviews:

"It's a three-ring circus of materialism, narcissism, and entitlement. These people are self-absorbed to the point where, unless you built a relationship with them during their television days, it's impossible to like them. The filmmakers not only sympathize with them, but laud their avarice and obsession with possessions. Sex and the City 2 is overloaded with product placements (all high-end, of course) and wallows in a cultural cesspool that some will find offensive."

Does this crap make anyone else physically ill? Really, I can't stand that some women actually model themselves after (or just wish they were like) the four despicable creatures from this show. These women are not role models they are soulless self-absorbed witches deluded into thinking themselves independent while they become more and more attached to the men in their lives, while spending $$$ on provactive clothing designed for women (at this point) 20 years younger and overpaying for fruity drinks in NY.

Board, I'm sorry, this won't be interesting to many of you but I'm dreading this afternoon (somehow, I was spared attending opening night) and I need to vent before my head explodes.

On May 27, 2010, my wife and six of her closest friends went to see this movie. I went to a sports bar with my buddy, drank beers and watched the Lakers beat the Suns in the last second of the game (yes I am from LA).

BTW, my wife, a lifetime fan of this series, was horrified at how immensely terrible the movie was.

I don't mean in some karmic way, I mean you must exact some non trivial concession from her in exchange for the hell she's about to put you through. What that concession might be I can't know, and (if you drive a hard bargain) I no doubt wouldn't want to know.

Now, when I say you must get something out of this, it's not for your sake but for mine and all of the other men out there. Every time a boyfriend gets pressganged iike this, the precedent is used against the girlfriend's friends' boyfriends like so: "Sally said Shalom saw Sex In The City with her. I guess you don't love me."

Give those poor guys the response: "I do, but did you know what Sally did to persuade him? She had to [redacted]."

So it looks like SATC is going to set trends for the next year to come! Hopefully they're more promiscuous than ever. On a side note, that movie is the one movie that guys weren't obligated to attend. That's rubbish, sir.

Sorry sir, hope there's nudity in there for you to keep it interesting.

However, the rules change when it is GF or wife and this is Jack Nickleson territory "You can't handle the truth!" Just go to the movie, eat some popcorn and don't comment too much. I sit and watch TV shows with my wife that I loathe and have to work hard on the last part. I thought the show and movie one was plenty, I find it difficult to believe they will get enough money out of it, sadly they probably will.

I had to watch the first one because it was one month before my wedding. I got out of this one because I had prior commitments for the next month or so. So, my wife had a couple of girlfriends came over, watched the first one on Wednesday night, and proceeded to head out to the Thursday show. Thank god I didn't have to watch that one.

It's the female version of Entourage. Or, should I say that Entourage is the male version of SATC? I say you throw out some reminders throughout the day, like "You know what you're doing on the drive home from the theatre tonight, right?"

It's become a bit of a short-term hobby of mine over the last few days to read all of the reviews absolutely assasinating this movie. There are so many that there's even an article/post about all of the articles/posts trashing it. See here.

I think my favorite so far might be Rex Reed's from the New York Observer:

The only thing memorable about Sex and the City 2 is the number two part, which describes it totally, if you get my drift. Everything else in this deadly, brainless exercise in pointless tedium is dedicated to the screeching audacity of delusional self-importance that convinces these people the whole world is waiting desperately to watch two hours and 25 minutes of platform heels, fake orgasms and preposterous clothes. It is to movies what fried dough is to nutrition.

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Dragging its deplorable carcass into infinity, Sex and the City 2 is so bad you can't even watch the trailer.

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The insipid screenplay and catatonic direction seem chloroformed. Both are by Michael Patrick King.

To the guy who posted this: tell your wife/girlfriend you're not going. Seriously, men, set the boundaries. My husband would never see this movie, and I would never expect him to. Likewise, I don't watch The Wire. I like action, drama, etc, but The Wire doesn't interest me. It is what it is.

I'm supposed to see SATC2 tonight with a bunch of women, but it's not because I want to see the movie. I don't like these characters at all, especially SJP (who's even more annoying in person), but they're serving Cosmopolitans and apps at the theater, so I thought, Cocktails and finger food? Why not? My husband is staying home to presumably watch baseball, drink beer, and celebrate the fact that I would never ask him to see this.

I have absolutely no expectation that my husband will see this movie...and I won't make plans to, unless a friend asks me to go. I will probably watch it at 2 in the morning on HBO when it finally leaves the theaters. But, that's just me. I really wanted to see the last "Harry Potter" in the theater, so I went to the first Sunday matinee by myself. Much more enjoyable when the husband isn't making snide comments or asking when it will be over. And, I don't have to give him a blow job! Double bonus.

Here's how my Uncle Murph summed up women for us, "You see gentleman, the problem is women have 51% of the power because they have 100% of the pussy, and if they didn't have 100% of the pussy they would have absolutely zero power"

Janeane Garofalo (Film Actors Guild): "As actors it is our responsibility to read the newspaper, and then say what we read on television like it's our opinion"

For the record, not all chicks like SATC. I was in Birmingham, MI for a dinner last night and we noticed groups of women/girls dressed up in "SATC-inspired outfits" (super tall stilettos, large designer bags, full makeup, etc) to go to the theater and presumably see SATC2.

I find the television show, the movies and the entire premise completely repulsive. It equates materialism to happiness and at least through one storyline encourages women to stick it out for a guy she's "destined to be with" even though he treats her like crap.

You'll be better and you'll be smarter and more grown-up and a better daughter. . .

She watched it for a while, though, in the beginning. Somehow, (I may have been recovering from a frontal labotomy) I was watching an episode with her, and it started with Samantha blowing a guy. Sam takes him "to completion", and the look of obvious nausea on her face made my wife laugh hysterically.

Wife turns to me and says, "See? I told you." My thought was, "Well, I guess I'm not getting to do that, ever."

remind yourself how wonderful it is that a group of mentally deranged comedy writers, who think all that's been mentioned (plus spending the day watching men's butts while sitting in open-air restaurants on Manhatten) makes great schtick for their show, are actually driving women's value systems (including, maybe your GF's).

It's been a while since I've seen it......it's definitely proof that you don't need to talk about sex or drop an f-bomb every other sentence to be funny. I saw him live a couple years ago and he did the bit where he was at the dentist. It was awesome.

Nothing like middle aged women dressing like they're 22, trying to earn respect with their careers yet they're all such big whores they'll never get it, plus every girl in their 20's aspiring to be one of these women. Why won't that show die!? Why are you standing next to a transvestite donkey witch and why is it wearing a dress?

Janeane Garofalo (Film Actors Guild): "As actors it is our responsibility to read the newspaper, and then say what we read on television like it's our opinion"